The Bluetones must wonder at the fickleness of the zeitgeist, which crossed their path in the Britpop 1990s, leaving them with permanently raised expectations.
Luxembourg exudes the same pop jauntiness that served them so profitably on their chart-topping debut, Expecting to Fly, but it has as much chance of repeating that feat as Oasis do of making another decent record.
Leader Mark Morriss, whose boyish voice remains their calling card, urges us to take the bouncy Fast Boy as a drug song that defines 2003 as Ebeneezer Goode did 1992 (it doesn't), and sees Liquid Lips as "giving Sultans of Swing a run for its money" (it doesn't).
You can't fault their ever-lush harmonies, though, or the garage-band scrappiness that gives Here It Comes Again its appeal. Like the country of the same name, Luxembourg is likely to be overlooked, but is no less pleasant for that.
